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@ghoulocologist
for the sake of convenience I'm moving Pee Doc to have a sideblog at my wastelandtoddlers hub so I suggest you follow both those blogs if u wanna keep interacting w doc!!!
if you want any threads w him or had any left hanging send him an ask and alla that
[There’s a lot of things Tomás doesn’t remember anymore, but they remember a lot of the world of medicine, including its treachery.]
Yeah, kid. [They shake their head sadly.] All them big wigs were makin’ their damn best to stop folks from gettin’ it. Entire campaigns ‘bout how givin’ folks free healthcare was Commie shit and alla that. [They scratch the back of their head, even if they don’t really have fingernails anymore.] Nasty business.
Wha—Seriously?
-Peter stares at Tomás sadly, looking terribly confused. It’s an image that sourly clashes with what he’d envisioned before. Or perhaps just what he’d hoped for. Because, honestly, it’s not that much of a surprise, that things were corrupt back then too. It’s still disappointing to hear though-
I always figured things were so bad around here cause none of us came from anything, ya know? There ain’t enough to share and people learn they gotta fight for what they had… I guess I hoped people had enough back then, so it was different -He frowns- Guess we’re just too greedy.
[Tomás can tell some dreams are being absolutely shattered, as it’s happened before. So many folks believing the past was so much better… which was true, in some ways, but even in the middle of the desert in a crime-addled slum Tomás can’t be swayed by nostalgia’s grip. Not when it came to something that meant so much.]
Things are always bad cuz those who have rarely want to give to those who don’t. Juss look at the Strip, kid. Bet Mr House could share some of those bots of his, but he juss ain’t lettin’ them go ‘less it means caps.
[They shake their head. Damn fat cats.]
[Doc nods, taking a jar from the table and pouring Pete’s blood into it as they speak.]
Cuz we had enough folks to delegate back then, y’know. I usually just wrote papers for the nurses who had to do the blood drawin’. ‘Course, it’s basic medical procedure, so I learned how to draw blood when I was a lil intern.
[They make sure all the blood’s gone in, and then close the jar securely.]
As for healthier folks… Well. Depended if you had the money to get healthy. [They sound a little morose about that.]
Yeah? -It’s not a particularly enchanting story, of paperwork and delegation, but it’s fascinating to Peter. Because Doctor Z was actually there, they know this stuff for real. Which makes their words something rare. It’s not often the young man hears anything rare. He watches as the doctor fills the jar full of blood, genuinely curious- Were there a lot of people who didn’t have it?
[There’s a lot of things Tomás doesn’t remember anymore, but they remember a lot of the world of medicine, including its treachery.]
Yeah, kid. [They shake their head sadly.] All them big wigs were makin’ their damn best to stop folks from gettin’ it. Entire campaigns ‘bout how givin’ folks free healthcare was Commie shit and alla that. [They scratch the back of their head, even if they don’t really have fingernails anymore.] Nasty business.
Yeah?
-That surprises Peter, that Doc hadn’t done more of this before. He can’t say he knows much about the time before, but he’s imagined it plenty. It’s an easy way to pass time in Freeside, thinking about things (especially when you’re loaded). He’d always imagined things were more peaceful on the day to day, at least better than Freeside-
How come? -He twists his arm once the needle’s out to check out the spot where it’d just been- Didn’t they have, like, more doctors back then? Or were people just more healthy than now?
[Doc nods, taking a jar from the table and pouring Pete's blood into it as they speak.]
Cuz we had enough folks to delegate back then, y'know. I usually just wrote papers for the nurses who had to do the blood drawin'. 'Course, it's basic medical procedure, so I learned how to draw blood when I was a lil intern.
[They make sure all the blood's gone in, and then close the jar securely.]
As for healthier folks... Well. Depended if you had the money to get healthy. [They sound a little morose about that.]
cowboy doc: has both their eyebrows and their nose in this au, whoa!
also they have horrible and almost disfiguring cow pox scarring oh dear
they decided to go to Cowboy AU's little asscrack of nowhere town after enough patients loudly declared they "don't want such an ugly thing treating them" :( hopefully nobody will scream when they see the new doc arrive to town
they also know their fare share of midwifin' nobody's gonna die from catching the baby cooties while they're around
but since i have doc's window open for today send him asks or something
genitals check-up thursday
[sweats]
Well you’re the one who told me not to eat!
-Not that Peter gets a recommended serving of nutrition every day to begin with. But that doesn’t really matter now, because the good doctor’s prepping to inject the needle. Of course the actual insertion of the needle scarcely hurts, but the build up to it is rather riddled with anxiety. Thankfully it doesn’t take too long, because only as the blood’s coming out does Peter release his breath-
Oh man that looks… that looks kinda cool, all my blood coming out like that. You been doing this kind of thing since the war, Doc?
[Tomás lets out a huff of air that gets muffled by their fake nose.] Now, don't get yerself worked up or it'll be worse.
[And then it's finally done, quick and easy. They're pleased that at least this kid could go through this without any trouble. They hold up the syringe carefully, not wanting to drop it or stab anything by accident.]
Yeah. Didn't do it a lot before but never forgot how to do it, either.
i hope you all know the e-mail i'm using for this account is [email protected] btw
Anecdotes by medical practitioners
"A woman came in for a baby check with her 6-month-old and she had what looked like chocolate milk in the baby’s bottle. So he started explaining to her as kindly as he could that she shouldn’t be giving her baby chocolate milk. At which point she interrupts him and says, ‘Oh that isn’t chocolate milk. It’s coffee! He just loves it!”
"I had a patient come in for an STD check. She was very upset and continued to tell me that she only had one partner. Progressing through my assessment, she further divulged that even if he was sleeping with other people it shouldn’t matter ‘because he uses a condom every time and he makes sure to wash it thoroughly after every use’.”
"Had a lady who measured her baby’s temperature by pre-heating the oven and putting one hand in front of it while the other hand was on the baby’s forehead. She told the nurse her baby’s fever was about 250 degrees.”
"Lady has to have foot amputated and is given waiver forms to sign pre-op. Buddy asks if she needs time to think about it. She’s very nonchalant and doesn’t seem to care much what they do. He gets suspicious and probes a bit as to why she’s not more concerned. She says she gets that they have to operate and it’s OK because the foot will grow back.”
"I had a couple who had been trying to conceive for over two years. I asked all the usual questions, how often do you have sex, any previous pregnancy, etc etc. Something seemed off to me during the consult, so I continued to ask questions. Finally I asked if he ejaculated while inserted into the vagina. Both parties looked confused.Turns out the couple was not having insertional sex at all. I had to awkwardly explain to them how insertional sex works. Diagrams were required.”
"Patient comes in, she’s upset. She’s pregnant, and she doesn’t understand why. She’s on the pill. Upon talking to her at great length, I find out that she only takes the pills on the days that she is sexually active – no other time.”
"Patient comes in with her bf. They are indignant, as if somehow I could’ve prevented [the pregnancy]. The problem? Well, the pills were bothering the girl’s stomach, so, being a gallant bf, he decided to start taking them instead.”
“I was explaining the treatment to the husband of a patient about to be discharged. He kept nodding and agreeing with me, but I knew it was flying over his head. Turned out a fundamental problem was that I was describing the drugs as ‘tablets’ and he had no clue what those were.”
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a day in the life
((How did they get into their current line of work? What's the strangest experience they've had involving a patient? Do they ever miss their life before the war?))
I STILL DONT KNOW
entire prosthetic foot shoved up an ass
sometimes, when they remember enough of it
WW: What drew Tomasina to the field of medicine?
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How much of their life from before the war can they remember? Does it bother them to remember it, or have they made peace with it? Were they happier before or after becoming a ghoul?
They can remember their professional life best, since its knowledge is what they’ve been using ever since everything turned to hell. Their personal life has slowly been worn away in their memory, and they can only remember a few things without reminders. They have several journals where they write down things that they remember and think would be nice to keep on remembering. Sometimes their whole two centuries and a half’s worth of memories jumbles their thoughts, and having their journals and oldest memories to ground themselves is a comfort, actually.
Hmmmm. Before, probably. Nobody ever rejected them as virulently as they do to ghouls (usually), they had a chance at companionship (romantic or not), and their family. They don’t let themselves dwell on it, though, and the Followers are a good enough new family.
WW: What is their worst fear of coming across? How do they feel about babies? Have they ever thought about making help booklets for newly ghoulified ghouls? How do they deal with people who are really hesitant about telling her whats wrong (like it takes hours for them to spit it out?) How does she deal with people who are just false alarms?
Their worst fear: a ghoul-hater with a gun. also people putting themselves at risk cuz they don’t want a ghoul treating them.
How they feel about babies: They feel they are too old to do anything with babies other than help people pop them out.
On help booklets for ghouls: They might have experienced ghoulification first-hand, but the most they can tell you about it is “everything’s gonna fall off.” They don’t know much about the process beyond “radiation did it” and it’s not like he has the means, resources or time to investigate it. they can give tips to early-ghouls but they’d all based on their own experience.
on shysters: remind them that odds are whatever they have is not gonna be the worst she’s ever seen. she’s two hundred and fifty, and a ghoul, whatever’s going on with your naughty bits can’t be any worse than that. if that doesn’t work he just tells them that things could be bad if they don’t explain everything and if that STILL doesn’t work just “well, ya go on your way and tell me when ya got yer courage.”
on false alarms: relieved
wondering wednesday time here too
